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I Am Eighteen Thus Invincible

I am invincible, I am eighteen.
I can drive this car eighty-five miles an hour, I am eighteen.
I can text while I am driving this potential weapon eighty-five miles an hour. I am eighteen.
I am texting you that I will be there in a few min ……

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Arthur Vaso

October 6, 2018 at 4:02 AM

Yes so sad, we all go through this to some degree thinking we are invincible, even sadder when you see mums texting, I liked the poem!

Caren Krutsinger

October 6, 2018 at 4:39 AM

It is the saddest thing ever. I drive expecting every vehicle on the road to explode at any minute or come at me like a missile.

Rhona Mcferran

October 5, 2018 at 1:42 PM

Terrifyingly true. I hate to admit it, but I had that mentality at eighteen, too (although we hadn't invented texting then). The crazy thing is, I've been nearly run off the road by an older person texting and driving! The kids are totally clueless- but what on earth is the grown-ups' excuse?!

Caren Krutsinger

October 5, 2018 at 3:13 PM

It makes the children so sad for about twenty-seconds when people come to school and show them a wrecked car, tell them a teenager was killed and their last text was "I am on my way." Twenty-two seconds top, because at eighteen, most children think they are invincible, no one can touch them. Youth does not die until she does.